Count Gretschula posted:

Oh, and she has her very own Disney-movie story: My Dad had never liked her, due to her skittishness and timidity. About six years ago, he coaxed her into the crate and drove off to the pound. Fortunately, they had closed by the time he arrived, so he just dropped her off in the parking lot. The shelter was only a few miles from home... Two weeks later, who should show up, but a very thin, very pissed off Pip.

Dad's still apologizing for that one.

Haha, I always heard stories about cats finding their way home from weird places and it amazes me every time that they can have that kind of sense of direction. They are such amazing creatures.